Chapter 1422

Customer service Xiao Li refuses to answer questions.

On one hand, Xiao Li doesn't think he is Xiao Li, and on the other hand, so many people in Qiaoqiao's live broadcast are here to watch the lamb, so how could he, being in a favorable position, not guard the stove?

It's simply against the Dao!

The underworld boss walked down the stairs with a cold face, step by step. The huge sound made Old Yang, who hadn't been assigned work yet, couldn't help but look up, and then subconsciously tensed his whole body. The driver beside him, who had no presence, also quickly stepped forward. The two looked up slightly at Zhang Yanping walking over aggressively, and it took a long time for them to calm down.

—It's okay, I've seen him, he's an acquaintance of the Song family, not dangerous.

But this look is very dangerous!

The two stood there in a strange stance. Song Sancheng passed by and looked curiously, but soon he was busy talking to Zhang Yanping again:

"Yanping, did you tell Xiao Guo? Let her come to eat lamb soup tonight."

After speaking, he looked at Old Yang again, couldn't help but lift his chin, and his whole body actually brought out a slight sense of stealth: "That, Yanping, look at how good Xiao Yang and his family are. You ask Doctor Xiao Guo, does he still have that tonic? If he does, bring two boxes, I'll transfer money to her..."

Just hearing this, one knows that Old Yang's two large trucks of agricultural machinery easily captured the heart of the old farmer, and at this moment, he truly treats him as one of his own.

But Old Yang himself didn't know what kind of sky-high wealth he had encountered. At this moment, he shouted loudly instead: "What tonic? Brother Song, don't spend money! My body is fine."

Which man doesn't say this?

Song Sancheng had a look of understanding: "I know, I don't mean anything else, don't be polite."

After speaking, he looked at his driver with appreciation: "This looks like the tendon meat is hard... I'll ask Xiao Guo if she has any extra? I'll get some for you too."

Old Yang was confused.

When Song Sancheng went back to continue cleaning the lamb lungs, Wu Lan complained to him: "What kind of tonic are you talking about... They are guests, you say this?"

Song Sancheng realized later and felt a little embarrassed: "I saw that we don't have anything good to give them now, and I felt embarrassed, so I thought about finding something..."

It just so happened that in their village, apart from their own things, the only thing that could be said was the medicine in Doctor Xiao Guo's hand. That business...

In short, since he had already said it, Wu Lan let go of the topic: "Hurry up, you get some more salt water and rinse that lamb lung well—did you tear off the membrane on the lamb stomach?"

And seeing Old Yang running back and forth and blocking the camera of the live broadcast room, Grandpa Qibiao looked at him: "How about... you go help pull a few cabbages back?"

He explained in detail: "There are many people in our family, and they can all eat. You pull four Chinese cabbages. And pull a handful of garlic sprouts and a handful of coriander."

Old Yang was energized, immediately found a broken bamboo basket from the foot of the wall, patted his chest, and walked up the mountain with the driver.

Yang Zhengxin, who had just walked out with a basin of salt water, wondered: "Why doesn't my dad ride a bike to pick vegetables?"

Grandpa Qibiao didn't even lift his head: "Let him exercise, so he can eat more in the evening." This Old Yang is focused on eating the big lamb with the little lamb, where would he have time to look at any car? He has energy even when walking.

And at this time, Qiaoqiao had already said with a serious face: "Grandpa Qibiao, you haven't said what you are teaching the children to do today!"

Grandpa Qibiao instantly puffed out his chest: "Oh! A guest came to the house, and such an important thing was interrupted and almost forgotten—come, I'll teach you first. We are eating lamb offal soup tonight, but the time is a bit tight, and processing lamb offal takes thought and time. So let's just eat a simple lamb soup later."

"This is relatively simple, I don't know if those young people of yours can do it."

Good fellow, the netizens have been eating vegetarian food for a year following him, and they didn't grab a single bite of the pig-slaughtering meal at the end of the year, and they didn't even get to smell the beef slaughtering two days ago. Now that they finally have a live broadcast of lamb eating, everyone's enthusiasm seems as if they have really eaten it!

【Can't, can't, can't! Grandpa Qibiao, if you don't believe me, send the lamb to me! I'll cut it for you to see.】

【I can't either! Teacher Qiaoqiao, send it to me, I'll show you the garlic paste.】

【What? Why can't you all do it?! I can't either, I'll stew it for Qiaoqiao to see!】

【Am I the only one who really can't? But I'm especially good at eating, I can eat 3 bowls in one meal. If you don't believe me, send it to me to try.】

【What, what? Attracted by the giant pumpkin, you guys say this, is the streamer going to draw fans to give away lamb for free later?】

【... I don't know if you are a real new fan or a fake new fan for a moment.】

【The new fan is right! We are going to draw a lottery to give away lamb later!】

【To tell you the truth, I have been designated.】

【That... did you do the homework for the lotus root tips? I'm not talented, but I've collected all the little red flowers. May I ask if this lamb can be exchanged?】

【What? Newcomer is confused.】

【Sounds like a kindergarten program, have the live broadcast tracks become this competitive now?】

【Ah ah ah ah, don't talk, I want to watch the lamb soup!】

【I've already ordered takeout quickly, may I ask if I can eat it in half an hour?】

The bullet comments were lively, and no one cared about the customer service Xiao Li anymore. However, Xiao Li himself was frowning and soaking the beef bones he just took out of the refrigerator, while also putting the cleaned lamb bones in to soak together.

The feeling of having oil stains all over his hands is really not good.

The feeling of working is even worse.

Zhang Yanping was trying to find some other easy work to do, and when he turned his head, he saw his phone ringing, and he couldn't help but be energized!

The person calling was the person in charge of the live broadcast platform, and also the lady who insisted on signing a contract with Qiaoqiao.

In the current traffic era where new customers are king, Qiaoqiao's 8 million signing fee and multiple promotions have already attracted countless new registered users to the platform, and in terms of effect, it has already made a lot of money.

But now with the blessing of the trending search, the young people joining in the fun on Weibo are far more efficient than the advertising spaces they found themselves. In just the ten minutes of broadcasting, the number of new registered users on the platform soared by more than a thousand!

This was even a sudden live broadcast without any warm-up.

Therefore, the platform side, which has always been sitting on the Diaoyutai, couldn't sit still. Calling at this moment was to give repeated instructions to ensure that this live broadcast is done well and strive to convert these users into their sticky fans!

Zhang Yanping responded politely, thinking that these are all redundant instructions. Their Qiaoqiao is super responsible, which live broadcast wasn't done with all his heart?

If the audience likes it, it proves it's to their taste; if the audience doesn't like it, it can't be forced.

As for now...

Sigh!

Answering this kind of business call is not as good as him soaking beef bones.

Wait—

"Grandpa Qibiao, isn't it stewing lamb soup? Do we need to stew another beef bone soup tonight?"

"Let me say, let me say!" Qiaoqiao happily stretched out his hands: "When stewing lamb soup, put a few beef bones in, the soup will be thicker and more delicious! The two of them go very well together!"

After speaking, he looked at his phone: "Did the children write it down?"

The children watched everyone busy, who still remembers any beef bone lamb soup? Now they just want to turn into Sadako and stick their heads into the screen, ah ah ah!

Zhang Yanping doesn't understand this principle, but Grandpa Qibiao doing this must have his reasons! At this moment, he hurriedly sent a message to Guo Dong again.

Grandma Qibiao was still chatting with the busy Aunt Lianhua, and thinking of something, she turned her head and asked: "Is it okay to eat soup noodles in the evening? Do you want me to cook a pot of rice and stir-fry lamb oil fried rice tomorrow morning?"

Actually, freshly fried rice has a new fragrance, and Grandpa Qibiao loves to make fried rice like this, but if he steams it early in the morning, he has to get up much earlier, so he looked around the whole place to ask.

But looking at everyone's expectant expressions, he swallowed his words back.

Fine!

Just eat whatever there is, it's redundant to ask!

Only Qiaoqiao voiced everyone's inner thoughts: "I haven't eaten lamb oil fried rice yet, can't we fry it tonight?"

It can be fried, it's just...

Grandpa Qibiao hesitated: "I originally wanted to use lamb soup with the pancakes I made... but these pancakes use flour bought in town. Do you want to eat lamb oil fried rice, or eat these pancakes?"

Yang Zhengxin carried the basin into the courtyard, and at this moment, he was not at all like an outsider, jumping up and down like his father: "Lamb oil fried rice, lamb oil fried rice!"

When passing by, he took another look at the phone set up, and saw that the bullet comments were the same choice as him—

【Lamb oil fried rice!】

【Lamb oil fried rice!】

【Lamb oil fried rice!】

【Am I the only one who chooses pancakes? Isn't lamb meat soaked in bread a perfect match?】

【Exactly, don't you guys eat pasta?】

【Flour bought at the supermarket is also quite good, my mom uses flour bought at the supermarket to make pancakes, they are fragrant.】

【No, no, no, no, no, no, no, lamb oil fried rice!】

【Teacher Qiaoqiao, I know you don't look, but look at me, lamb oil fried rice!】

Yang Zhengxin instantly became proud: "Qiaoqiao, the bullet comments all say lamb oil fried rice! Grandpa Qibiao! This is God's will!"

This lively young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes made Grandpa Qibiao laugh: "Okay! Your mouths are picky! You don't eat anything bad at all."

Only Qiaoqiao said very seriously to Yang Zhengxin: "Don't always look at the bullet comments, sister says this will affect your mood, and they can't eat it, so you can't just listen to their suggestions."

The fans in the live broadcast room were struck by lightning!

【Qiaoqiao, you—】

【Baby! How can you treat your aunt like this!】

【Okay, okay, okay, Teacher Qiaoqiao, you treat me like this, right! I won't come in as soon as it starts next time!】

【Me too! I must be 10 minutes late.】

【Damn, what kind of retarded statement is this? This tone and attitude are so serious, not respecting people at all and not taking fans seriously!】

【Exactly! Can you guys still tolerate this?!】

【You are right! If this can be tolerated, what cannot be tolerated! I will be fifteen minutes late next time!】

Yang Zhengxin was looking at the bullet comments with some nervousness, and then heard Qiaoqiao say hesitantly:

"But they can't eat it even if they want to, it feels so pitiful. Sister, do you want me to draw a lottery for them today and invite them to eat some lamb or lamb oil fried rice?"

"Sure."

Song Tan was standing by the sink. Both she and Lu Chuan had heavy lamb oil on their hands and arms. At this moment, they were scrubbing with soap, and she just shook off the water and let Lu Chuan wipe her hands with a towel, nodding as she said:

"Of course you can, you spend more time feeding the sheep than I do, you decide on the sheep."

Qiaoqiao then became serious: "Okay, then I have to think about how to send the lamb—I'll call Brother Xiao Zhang first to see if it's too late tonight."

Yang Zhengxin stared at the bullet comments and found that the screen was blank for a moment as if it had frozen. Before he could frown and ponder, there was an overwhelming same sentence—

【Draw me! Draw me!】

【Draw me!!!】

【Ah ah ah ah, me, me, me, draw me!】

He let out a sigh of relief, and then found that in just such a short time, from being curious and talkative to Qiaoqiao causing everyone's dissatisfaction, he was already sweating nervously.

So he took one last look and decided to listen to Qiaoqiao and look at the bullet comments less to avoid affecting his mood.

After all, this is Qiaoqiao's career. If he lost fans because of his talkativeness, how could he have the nerve to drink two more bowls of lamb soup?

Here, cleaning up the lamb was in full swing. Over there, Old Yang was lacking exercise after all. Carrying a large empty basket and climbing the gentle slope to the mountain, he was already slightly panting.

The driver on the side was calm, looking sideways at Old Yang's sweaty forehead, thinking that if the tonic mentioned by Brother Song earlier was safe, he should advise the boss not to waste it and try it.

This physical strength is really not as good as before.

However, when the two stood by the vegetable field, they were a bit dumbfounded—Heaven and Earth conscience! Old Yang is really not someone who doesn't eat the five grains of the world. His family is in the agricultural machinery business, they have their own farms, and they cooperate with bases. They don't know how many crops they have seen throughout the year, and there is no lack of personal field operations. But the problem is—

That lamb needs to be paired with Chinese cabbage, what kind of cabbage should be chosen? There are several kinds of cabbage here!

If it were ordinary lamb, it would be fine to pair it casually, but this lamb is being slaughtered for the first time!

Old Yang was full of entanglement.

Just at this moment, a long-haired girl full of scholarly air walked out of the factory building in front. Old Yang hurriedly greeted: "Girl! Girl!"

When the other party turned her head, that temperament was truly extraordinary!

Old Yang hurriedly asked: "Do you know which cabbage is delicious for stewing lamb soup?"

"There are too many cabbages inside, I'm afraid I'll pull the wrong one."

Who knew that as soon as this was said, the girl asked back: "Is Qiaoqiao's family slaughtering a lamb to stew lamb soup today?"

Old Yang nodded, but saw the other party's eyes blink, and tears fell down—

"Such delicious lamb, I haven't even tasted it and I have to resign..."

She said painfully: "If I had known this, I would rather have studied agriculture! Why study rockets!"

As soon as the words fell, three young people with gray faces and sloppy equipment rushed out of the fruit forest on the side, and the three were hatingly inserting the shovels in their hands directly into the soil:

"If I had known this, I would rather have studied engineering! Why study agriculture!"

After the two sides finished speaking, they looked at each other again, with an inexplicable resentment in their expressions.

Old Yang and the driver:...

In this strange silence, Old Yang finally spoke first: "So... you who study rockets and you who study agriculture, can you handle cabbage?"